Chapter 189 First Arrival in Beiping

The gong was ringing, and the melodious gong sounded echoed in the night sky. In the main building of Guanyi, hundreds of private soldiers in brocade clothes with strong crossbows and arrows appeared without any warning. The torches shone the night sky brightly, illuminating the two assassins on the roof of the main building without any escape.

The incident happened in silence, and hundreds of people were like one person, quietly surrounding the main building of Guanyi.

Xiao Fan was surrounded by his own army, his smile was as kind as a pure and harmless angel, his eyes bent into two slits, and his white teeth emitted a white light in the darkness.

"You are really here? Tsk tsk, this is so unsuspecting. I guess everything. Your master is just playing tricks!" Xiao Fan's eyes were sarcastic, and he said with a sound.

Before he could succeed, an assassin had been killed by himself. The two remaining assassins on the roof showed despair. The two looked at each other with decisive eyes. Suddenly, the two of them had fierce eyes, like trapped beasts in a cage, trying to make the last blow with their blood-red eyes.

They are assassins and dead soldiers. It is their mission to complete the task, and they have long ignored death.

With both hands trembling, they had a small dagger in their hands. The dagger shone with a faint blue light under the torch, which obviously hardened the poison.

Looking around, they found that the situation was very unfavorable. The surroundings were surrounded by powerful crossbows and arrows. If they had any movement, they would be shot into hedgehogs by the crossbows all over the sky.

The two looked at each other and suddenly made an action that no one expected.

One of the assassins raised his hand and a silver light rushed straight to the vital points of Zhang Sanfeng's breast. Zhang Sanfeng smiled calmly, and his shoulders did not see any thrust, so he flew into the air and easily avoided the hidden weapon.

But the assassin took advantage of his rush to exert force at the same time. The glazed tiles on the roof were immediately stepped on a big hole, and the two of them also fell down.

The place where he fell was the study room in the official post. In the study room, the old Taoist Taixu in Xiao Fan's official uniform was standing in front of the wooden window, staring at Xiao Fan's proud outside the study room with anger. He was blinded by the geese all day long. The master was fooled by his disciple and made him a fool, making him an act as such a dangerous substitute. Taixu was angry. He felt that his disciple challenged his professional level.

Taixu opened his mouth and was about to curse, but heard a loud bang behind him, and then two blue daggers pressed against his neck.

Xiao Fan's smug smile suddenly turned into panic and blurted out: "Master——"

The two assassins were stunned, and then their expressions became inexplicably surprised: "Master? Is this his master?"

The Jinyi's personal soldiers surrounding the assassin were all shocked. No one expected that the assassin did not try to break through, but accidentally fell down the study room and held a hostage. It would be fine if it were other hostages. This old man is the master of the imperial envoy. Who dares to shoot arrows randomly?

The two assassins seemed to have a shot of a heart-warming injection, and they swept the depressed momentum of falling into the enemy's trap and suddenly became excited. The dead soldiers are also humans. Who would really die if they have hope of survival?

An assassin's dagger pressed against Taixu's neck and roared loudly: "Don't move anyone, I will kill him if you move! The dagger in my hand has been poisoned and it will be sealed with blood!"

Xiao Fan stomped his feet and said angrily: "The plot is old-fashioned, even the lines are old-fashioned, it's too bloody!"

Taixu was suddenly suppressed, and seemed a little shocked and helpless, and said with a sad face: "Don't be impulsive, everything is easy to discuss. The dagger in his hand is far away from me, I can't afford to hurt..."

Xiao Fan heard Taixu's unwilling words from afar and couldn't help but say angrily: "Master, aren't you a peerless master? That's what you are like?"

Taixu said angrily: "You know what a fool! You are all harmed by you little bastard! No matter how good your martial arts are, you are afraid of kitchen knives, let alone a poison-tempered dagger..."

Xiao Fan opened his mouth, but for a moment he had no choice but to shout to the assassin: "What conditions do you want to release others?"

The two assassins were like paupers who had just picked up a huge fortune. The situation on the field changed from passive to active, and the huge sense of happiness made them a little dizzy. The two thought for a long time and said to Xiao Fan: "You draw your sword and commit suicide, and we will let your master go."

"Bah! I think beautifully! Change it to be realistic!" Xiao Fan refused without hesitation.

Taixu was so angry that he looked rusty, gritted his teeth and murmured: "The little bastard who is not loyal..."

The two assassins also felt that it was indeed unrealistic to ask Xiao Fan to commit suicide for his master, so they said again: "Then let us go..."

"I want to remove the roots from the grass. How can I let you go? No, let's change another one!" Xiao Fan continued to refuse.

The assassin was angry: "This is not OK, that is not OK. What conditions can you promise us?"

"At most I promise you to burn more ingots and paper money for you after your death..."

Taixu was shocked and angry. Although he was controlled by others, he couldn't help but curse: "Xiao Fan, you bastard! Are you a disciple like you? The master was tied up and didn't say rescue, but he kept singing the opposite. You are playing with your master's life!"

Xiao Fan rushed to his head in anger when he heard this, and said loudly: "You are so good at being restrained by someone. You are so embarrassed to ask me to save you! Are you very powerful on weekdays? What a bullshit master? You can't move with two small knives. Don't you feel ashamed?"

"Why did I think they would fall from the sky? You lied to me to be your substitute and said that you would go shopping in the kilns. Now I'm asking me to be your shield. I haven't settled the score with you yet..."

"You burned my house, didn't I say anything? Why are you so petty in life?"

At the moment of tense confrontation, the master and apprentice started to quarrel in front of everyone. They were very focused, as if they had forgotten that it was the time to be controlled by others, and it was not the time to quarrel.

Seeing this, the Jinyi's personal soldiers surrounded the assassins were all stunned, and the powerful crossbows and arrows that were ready to go were lowered unconsciously.

Seeing that the situation gradually broke out from their control, the two assassins were anxious and angry. The dagger in their hands pressed against Taixu's neck and said viciously: "Shut up! After arguing, do you still have the sincerity?"

Xiao Fan was so angry that he raised his hand and pointed: "I don't want this master anymore, you can kill him!"

"Little bastard! Master Dao insists on cleaning up the door for the master! Let go of the two heroes, I will deal with this kid hard, don't persuade me! You can't help it..."

As he said that, Taixu ignored the dagger that the assassin pressed against his neck, rolled up his sleeves and waited to jump out of the window to fight Xiao Fan.

As soon as his body moved, the assassin quickly shrank his dagger back. Taixu was their life-saving weight, and of course the weight could not be hurt.

Two daggers shrank and an accident happened.

Taixu's body shook, and two old hands, as dry as a tree, stretched out like lightning, like two big iron clamps, tightly clamped the wrists of the two assassins. The assassin felt pain and felt that his whole body was lost. Once his hands were loosened, two poison-tempering daggers fell to the ground.

The weapons were lost and the hostages were out of control. The two assassins immediately turned desperate.

Taixu Chad had a chance to get out of control, and his anger vented on the assassin. He immediately let go of his hand, then slapped one of the assassins in the face with a backhand.

"A great shame! A great shame! I have ruined my reputation for my lifetime! I will take my life!"

Bang! Another slap.

Taixu was not weak, and he slapped his hands with anger. The assassin was immediately beaten to the point of being slapped and dizzy.

Seeing that the situation was not good, another assassin paused his feet, rushed out of the window of the study like a light swallow, and then jumped up to break into the garden outside the main building.

Xiao Fan pointed at the escaped assassin and shouted loudly: "Cumming him on the wall!"

Whoosh! Whoosh!

With a command, the rain of arrows poured out, and the assassin was unable to dodge in mid-air. Without any suspense, he was shot into a hedgehog and fell backwards and died.

The assassin who was slapped twice in the room by Taixu was not completely confused. Seeing that the situation was irreversible, he took advantage of Taixu's lack of attention and quickly rushed out of the study.

The Jinyi's personal army was about to shoot a crossbow at him, and an unexpected situation happened.

The assassin escaped from the study room, perhaps because he was slapped by Taixu. He panicked in the encirclement and thumped himself on the corridor pillar outside the study room with a bang, and fainted completely...

Everyone was stunned: "…………”

Three assassins died and one fainted, and the ending was successful.

Jinyi's personal army surrounded him, tied the fainting assassin tightly, and then pinched his men to wake him up.

Xiao Fan separated everyone and came up, staring at the assassin's face without saying a word for a long time...

After a long time, Xiao Fan pondered: "There is a problem that I am very puzzled. Since ancient times, many heroes have assassinated as cows. Some of them missed a single blow and flew away, while others were tragic and motivated, killing themselves and becoming heroes... Why did you hit the pillar with your head against the head?"

assassin:"…………"

Xiao Fan thought about it, as if he had an answer, and looked at him sympathetically: "...are you broken up?"

assassin:"…………"

He patted his thighs with regret, Xiao Fan nodded and said, "No wonder, it turns out that he was having emotional trouble..."

The assassin's face twitched: "…………”

"Xiao Fan! You bastard! Do you still think I am your master regardless of my life or death?"

"Master, I'm not trying to quarrel with you on purpose to attract the attention of the assassin, otherwise you would have seen the King of Hell long ago..."

"Why don't you commit suicide if he wants you to commit suicide? I am your master. So what if you die for me once? Will you die?"

"Of course I'll die!"

Taixu was so angry that he dusted the dust on his body. His solemn and awe-inspiring official uniform looked inappropriate when he wore it, just like a hairy monkey wearing clothes and playing tricks. He felt weird no matter how he looked.

Xiao Fan smiled and walked forward, saying, "Master is frightened. Congratulations to Master Hong Fu Qitian for being shocked and safe, and escaped from the Heaven of Birth..."

Taixu raised his hand and pointed at him angrily: "Don't pay attention to me! Don't talk to me! Don't call me master! From today on, you have been driven out of the wall by me and will never be a disciple of Wudang again!"

"You really want to drive me out of the wall?"

"certainly!"

Xiao Fan said indifferently: "That's great! I'm worried that I can't let you fire me. This is what you said, so I'm not allowed to repent! Since you are not my master, I don't need to be polite to you. I will go my own way in the future..."

Taixu's face changed, and he hurriedly grabbed Xiao Fan and said with a smile: "Wait a minute! I was just a joke just now. Young people are young people. They always like to be serious about their words and actions. This is not good. I have to criticize you as my teacher..."

“…………”

Prince Yan Mansion in Beiping.

Outside the flower hall next to the side hall, a few crisp bird calls came from the colorful flowers from time to time. In the hot summer, the palace seemed to have forced the charming spring scenery to be preserved.

In the flower hall, Zhu Di slowly took a sip of tea with a calm expression, and asked Lei Ran: "Has the assassination failed?"

A middle-aged man in black knelt in front of him and said ashamed: "Prince, the other party has prepared for a long time. Our people had fallen into their trap as soon as they sneaked into the official post. They were surrounded before they even started to take action. The three subordinates have already fulfilled their loyalty to the prince..."

Zhu Di's eyes suddenly showed a fierce look, his eyes staring at him like a hawk, and said gloomyly: "They are loyal, why are you still alive?"

The middle-aged man trembled all over and kowtowed, "The subordinate stayed outside the wall of the official post to observe and cover, so he didn't go in and fight with the enemy. Prince, the other party seemed to have calculated that we would assassinate, so he opened his pockets early and waited for us to go in. Moreover, Xiao Fan also had two peerless masters with profound martial arts skills to accompany him. Even if his subordinate went in, he would die in vain..."

Zhu Di sneered: "I don't leave any useless people under my command. When I should kill myself and achieve good deeds, I will have to do my best. I don't listen to many excuses, I only look at the results. Since the mission fails, you can die!"

After saying that, Zhu Di suddenly pulled out the long sword on his waist. Before the middle-aged man could react, the snow-white sword light flashed faintly, and a blood-red thin thread suddenly appeared on the middle-aged man's neck. The thin thread gradually expanded and blood could not stop gushing out.

Middle-aged Chinese characters opened their eyes wide, their eyes were regretful and angry, their throats squirmed a few times, and finally fell to the ground and died.

A life disappeared in Zhu Di's hands, but he did not blink and looked at the corpses on the ground coldly, his eyes as cold as thousands of years of ice.
To be continued...